I walked the store aisles in January looking for a new journal and a calendar. The bulletin boards, decorative pictures and notebooks seemed to shout at me, “Dream it, plan it, live it! Crawl, walk, run! Make it happen!” The jury is still out on whether I was attending my own personal pep rally or being sarcastically mocked by the home and office decor. Based on the facial expressions of others nearby, they too were trying to determine if we were surrounded by friends or foes. Except for one woman wearing red glasses and denim capris. She was definitely feeling the love from the peppy action verbs and happy fonts. It was like the items were waving pompoms, jumping up and down excitedly and calling her name. She may have even fist bumped a sequined file organizer that said “Ready, Set, GO-AL!” as she plucked it off the shelf and …
A few weeks ago I sent this text to a friend... "If my life were a Hallmark movie, yesterday was day when the lead character learns the ropes of farm(ish) life from her dad. The montage would include her learning to drive a tractor. Red of course. Pruning lilac, weigela and rose bushes. Dropping off loads of brush at the burn pile. Wrestling a giant blackberry bush and losing. Giving the neighbors dog a bath. Said dog shaking off bath water in the kitchen. Laughing on the porch with her dad. Dad losing his balance and falling. Resetting dad's dislocated pinky. Girl driving to town to grab dinner for the family and randomly running into her love interest where they banter and grab a quick drink."
Dear Friends, Family and Loved Ones with children, Please accept this note as my formal apology if you have ever felt judged by me on your parenting skills. At any point in our friendship. Ever. Let me also apologize for any comments I have made to you or your child that felt hurtful, unhelpful or unkind. Especially those that might have come in the heat of battle. Or in that last moment of sanity. Or after the crappiest day possible. Please accept this heartfelt and humbled out apology. Forgive me, I had no idea. Love, Love, Love, Your childless friend who just fostered a teenager
About six years ago I was lying in bed at my new apartment. I was all snuggled up under the covers, the last box unpacked and everything in it's place. And a thought popped into my head. If I'm still single in five years...I should look into fostering. And then I drifted off to sleep.
Growing up, there were always a handful of "older" single women in my life. I remember them as fun and dynamic. They were involved in ministry and poured into my life in some form or fashion. That's why I knew them. And loved them. But as much as I admired them, I did not want to be one of them.
Last summer, I felt like the Lord asked me to give up romance.Novels.Music.Movies. For those of you who are still getting to know me, this was a hard ask. Because. I am a champion of love!!
We have already established that I love books. Sometimes, and by sometimes I mean mostly, I love to read mindless fiction so that I can escape reality. I call it candy. I love real candy and book candy. These books are not candy. These books are fresh fruit. With incredible benefits for your soul. They are designed to heal. To uproot lies and replace them with Truth. My friend Sandy loved Proverbs 25:11. I can still hear her voice sparkling with delight as she read it from her Amplified Bible. Like apples of gold in settings of silver Is a word spoken at the right time. Here are five books that were a well-spoken word in the right season. They came into my life when I needed them most. 1. The Divine Romance This book changed the way I saw God. And my understanding of how God sees me. It is an allegory of creation. …